Ridge Wood Military Commonwealth War Graves Commission Cemetery

Ridge Wood Military Commonwealth War Graves Commission Cemetery

Ridge Wood Military Cemetery (misspelt Ridgewood on the entrance stone) is a Commonwealth War Graves Commission (CWGC) burial ground for the dead of British Commonwealth soldiers who fought in the First World War. The cemetery is located in Voormezeele, West Flanders, Belgium, in the Ypres Salient of the Western Front.

The cemetery grounds were assigned to the United Kingdom in perpetuity by King Albert I of Belgium in recognition of the sacrifices made by the British Empire in the defence and liberation of Belgium during the war.

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